XIII. The Why Factory (T?F)

February 8, 2010

… what is it today to think or to imagine, to construct or to design, in relation not to “things made” but to “things in the making”?… To think about things in the making is… to think, and think of ourselves, ‘experimentally’. – John Rajchman

What really exists is not the things made but things in the making. Once made, they are dead…. – William James

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I have left the Netherlands and am on my way home via Malaysia & Singapore. After spending 2 or 3 days away from my home of 5 months, I have realised that I’m in sort of a mourning stage. I downright miss Holland and the people and the life I had there. Since I have been busy moving around a lot – stopping in Singapore & Malaysia, finishing the history thesis, last minute studio work, etc – I haven’t had time to really consider and gain closure from leaving the place. Right now, the big wide world has shrunk and I particularly enjoy this feeling.

I have the specific urge to write about my time at T?F because it has been the 3rd night within 5 nights that I have had a dream or nightmare about my semester at the design studio studio- Automatic City. I’m not sure if frequently dreaming about the studio is a healthy sign, none-the-less, the dreams/ nightmare have certainly put me in a ruminative mood.

The first two REM state visions were dreams born from the negative frustrations I had (and other students) of the studio’s open endlessness, the ambiguity, the sporadic neglect from advisers and the lack of a individual end product that I could include in a folio.The nightmares were frantic, violent, dark & full of unsatisfying infuriation, and involved all the people within the studio. When I woke from these ‘nightmares’, I had a good laugh at its comic-parody-like narrative of the dream and joked about it with a fellow studio member.

But the latest dream I just had (not nightmare), was born of the positive experiences and awakened me to the sides of the studio I will miss. So whilst I have spent a good amount of time with fellow architecture students muttering begrudgingly about the studio’s issues – which I’ve mentioned above – it’s about time I let the positives emerge.

Let me digress to first explain that this architecture studio is not a conventional one. It is not a studio based on buildings or structures. We did not once have a building site, discuss the climatic aspects, the construction realities, the overriding ‘concept’ of the building, etc. No, we discussed more philosophical things through research and touched on the future of automation, the matrix, singularity, the virtual, the nature and process of envisioning future cities from dreams versus envisioning future cities from grounded research and questioning what role  automation has in our lives now and in the future?

Bio-mimicry, bio-technology, nano-technology, swarm robotics, trans formative structures – we covered all these topics and attempted to dream of a future ‘reality’. We did not produce one building from this studio and that fact alone makes me happy.

I could elaborate profusely about the studio, but with the danger of boring most of you, I will just outline the positives from my experience at T?F and what it is, exactly, that I will miss.

First and foremost what I will miss was the open-minded people and open-minded studio. The tutors, professors and half of the student cohort (not all) were quite the intelligent bunch. In fact, I’ve never had such intelligent tutors before (I should mention that I don’t exactly go to MIT, RMIT or any renowned (architectural) institutes.), nor have I been under such a visionary professor. The beauty of this studio was that pretty much any topic could emerge within a discussion. The architectural studios, I have been in, would banish this type of conversation and render it ‘un-architectural, irrelevant and too philosophical’. In this studio, the conversation wasn’t limited. Everything is architecture. I must admit that I kept quiet in lots of discussion because of lot of the topics and references were new to me, but found them utterly fascinating, none-the-less.

The fact that we didn’t produce a piece of work that could go in an architecture folio doesn’t bother me like it does other students. This is mainly because I view the architectural profession, now, as one big rat race on a treadmill that goes nowhere and as such the nature of producing computer generated renders, virtual models, monumental architecture, aestheticized panels doesn’t interest me too much. I would rather develop my intellectual capabilities and, indeed, the studio did just that. Within this studio I have  heard discussions that have completely dug away at a new depth of architectural thought and thinking that I have never uncovered before. For this fact alone, I am incredibly thankful.

The dreams I have been having have had me desperately desiring some urgent closure to the frayed studio. The studio pre-dominantly feels like the conversation hasn’t ended. Like there is still so much more to uncover and unravel. There was never any finality to our studio or project. We presented our final presentation and then it all abruptly ended. Now what? Where’s the post-presentation reconnaissance? The postmortem?

My dreams have certainly elucidated these feelings of the little-closure I have. Perhaps it is because I have left the Netherlands and have left the studio that I feel this way? Perhaps it is because I feel like I haven’t had my time there, like it was cut short? I’m not sure why it is I feel this way, either way I do have a big sense that my time there hasn’t ended.

All, in all – I will miss the studio and am ruined to go back to any conventional architecture studios.


XII. Scale

February 4, 2010

Notice anything?

It is all fake. The other day I tweeted that I went to Madurodam. Let me tell you that it was awesome. It was a small tourist park full of small scale models of monumental Dutch buildings, cities, towns, parks and infrastructures. It was so enthralling and reminded me of the movie – Honey, I Shrunk the Kids! (1989). Or more significantly, it reminded me of this little gem of a comment below I once stumbled across that rings as slightly, amusingly true. Because, while I am an architecture student, all I really want to do is play with dolls, lego and narrated spaces!

(Side note: I am neither a man, 30 years old, nor have a wife, or 4 kids!)


XI. Tool-wall

February 4, 2010

Artist: Michael Johansson

Webpage: http://www.michaeljohansson.com

Imagine living within and amongst nothing but these white walls – wouldn’t that be great?

Johansson’s Ghost series feels like a flat pack wall, a walled life-size version of a toolbox. I can only imagine experiencing this in some Japanese (because Japanese have a knack for detailing miniature things) boutique hotel, where everything you need and require for your stay is all within a wall (or a few) and every part of that wall would potentially be detached from the wall.

What would be behind the object? What would happen as one peeled away the complimentary shampoo’s, soaps, towels, beds, sofa chair, lamp, coffee table, bed to live your peripatetic life? A private versus public encounter, perhaps? The more you inhabit and interact with your walls, the more your privacy is peeled away at? What that affect the way you chose particular accessories?

Or what if this was your house? A house that was embodied in one, single wall and all you had was this all encompassing wall? And as the day wore on, you stretched out your living borders and boundaries by detaching objects and placing them around the simultaneously disintegrating wall.

And at the thought of impending loiters or thieves that fear introduces, you pack it all back into a wall so that you do not lose any of your possessions or fear of losing a small piece of the whole. Wouldn’t it just kill you to loose that one object. That one seemingly unimportant utensil of a chopstick that you lost, or was stolen, is now throwing the balance of the whole completely awry.

… I wouldn’t mind one.

It reminds me of the self-consuming BBQ BLDGBLOG presented a few weeks ago. It was a brilliant project.


X. Academic Update

December 24, 2009

“No occupied house is ever finished.” Shelley Hales

Spiel about my education inside…

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IX. Snowlife

December 23, 2009

I’ve been enjoying living in the snow for the first time in my life…  Here for more pics.

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VIII. Meandering Belgium

December 21, 2009

Notes from my Journal of ‘Belgium-in-a-day’ below the cut.

More image here (check out the street art.)

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VII. Snow

December 18, 2009

Did you know the snow is tasty? The snow melts in your mouth and it doesn’t require any effort. I just open my mouth and it comes in. It doesn’t grate in my mouth like sand does. Oh, snow cones exist, of course snow is tasty. Snow, snow.




VI. Earthship in Zwolle

December 18, 2009

Hi all. It has been a while. I’ve had draft’s of blog entries but have not posted in a loooooong time.

So, I’m trying to make up for it…

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V. Copenhagen

December 17, 2009

Recently I went to Copenhagen for a short interlude trip.

A couple of photo’s  here.

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IV. Research Direction

October 16, 2009

Yes, it could begin this way, right here, just like that, in a rather slow and ponderous way, in this neutral place that belongs to all and to none, where people pass by almost without seeing each other, where the life of the building regularly and distantly resounds… George Perec from Life, A User’s Manual.

Lebbeus Woods - Solo House

Picture 1

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